Friday, November 9, 2007

A Disappointing Day.

So after the very revealing last post, I will fill your mind with disappointing stuff.

We woke up early this morning, excited about today. We packed our stuff and headed to the port. We got to the port and paid 15 euros for a ticket to Capri. It was a gloomy windy day. I should have known. About 5 minutes into our ride I realized that the blue grotto would not be accessable today. But there we were on our way to C apri. The ride was fun, it was like jumping the waves with a boat. All the Asians on board laughed and cheered everytime we hit a big wave. I think someone even clapped one time, like it was on purpose. It was awesome.

So when we got there, they told us the blue grotto was closed and it would not open today. ARGH. So we took the funicular fun car up to the top of Capri Town and explored for the afternoon. We ate gelato there and watched some filming of an Italian movie. It looked lame. We went back down to the bottom and headed back to Naples. Capri is a gorgeous island. I would love to spend a week there. I guess we will just have to come back sometime!

Then we headed to the National Archaelogical Museum. We bought audio guides because the labeling sucked. It turns out the audio guide labeling sucked as well. There was some cool stuff from Pompeii, but it really felt like we were walking through after hours. Half the stuff was closed and we only had an hour. We spend about 45 minutes there and then headed for the hostel. It was pouring rain. We waited for the rain to let up and quickly walked to the metro.

We were going to go to Rome tonight, but we decided to spend another night in Naples and leave for Rome in the morning. I love the Eternal City!

1 comment:

. said...

wow! i skip a day (or 2?) checking your blog and all sorts of stuff happens... sounds like you are all seeing some gorgeous places....

excpet sean, perhaps. honestly sean, what an amazing story! i think there might be a life-time limit of how many poops tories you can tell... i told so amny poop (or lack therof) stories when i was in africa that i think i probably reached my lifetime quota...

but this one. good decision to share it. i am glad!